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niggas been doing
Distinguished civilian, rebellious Indy individual
Rare as shyt and canny witted very prototypical, that's incidental
Givin visual

shit,
These Indy artist copy kittens claiming slime shit,
You like my outfit don’t you thank you I designed it,
I fuck on groupies fall in love but I

Out Of My League

Fitz & the Tantrums

More Than Just a Dream

2013

kind
Yeah, you are more than just a dream
You were out of my league
Got my heartbeat racing
If I die don't wake me
'Cause you are more than just

Out Of My League

Fitz & the Tantrums

More Than Just a Dream

2013

kind
Yeah, you are more than just a dream
You were out of my league
Got my heartbeat racing
If I die don't wake me
'Cause you are more than just

the right kind
Yeah, you are more than just a dream
You were out of my league
Got my heartbeat racing
If I die don't wake me
'Cause you are more than

Finished the fight in the west indies
Holes in the mast, can't feel no breeze
Is this the end for us thieves among friends
On a derelict ship with

got to racing
All around my mind, my mind, my mind

So before we hit a wall, heartbreak and it crashes
Just walk away no scratches

(See first

that I'm choosing"
And if you racing for me, then I promise you ain't losing

Tried to watch a movie
But you ask me if I'm groovy
I look at you so goofy

around like carbon copies
My mind steady racing here like Kawasaki's
In a league of my own i know i sound cocky
While i scream at the top now
Who gone stop

You'll never see me in Giuseppe, I find 'em tacky, look what I'm stepping in
Some shit I designed, but Italians callin' 'em Indy 5000s
Or maybe five

brr)

Hunnid racks in my skinnies (Hunnid racks)
Blowin' gas out the BP (Gas, gas, gas)
Major League, not the Indies (yeah)
When I'm heatin' up, never

Get Silly [Mr. Collipark Remix]

E-40

Beast

2008

rookie of the year, but a major in the league
So, how you doin' haters stay away from me
You don't wanna see the chopper
When the boys get silly

Truck be racing like it was made for the tracks
I just wanna get a couple certified tracks

Talking 'bout my dreams but I'm talking 'bout them leagues
I

Drugs, Basketball & Rap

Talib Kweli

Right About Now

2005

know, we kissin' ya hoe, wit out the mistletoe
Strong arm steady, agony can sickly, Phil da rigglies
The big league niggas is droppin' indies let's go

out, it's coming
My Nikes need speed I gave em Indy 500
Drove back to the dungeon
Sunny cooked up something, sounded very well constructed, yo
Divide

Feeling something
As my heart starts racing
Can't stop staring
Irrational thoughts replacing
Inhibition
Logic and wisdom
Pure addiction as I fall

Yeah, she bumble bee
No she don't want me she want money
She not my league and she on molly
When she call me daddy it feels so sweet ayee
She bumble

you know those little carts
The employees drive inside
One guy keeps racing past here
Like the Indy's on the line
And the woman cleaning bathrooms

Everyday my cup be dirty like I don't wash the dishes
Sitting at the line all by myself like wasn't no competition
Everyday I'm racing league to league tryna

don't do maybes I've been a king from 18, I won't see 80
End of the day I'm racing, I'ma chase my dreams
And I don't know who to trust, that's why I move

They see the great in me 
That's why they hating me (Yea)
I Ball like the major league
I can't count what i made this week (Yea)
I'm havin Bread Im

got that heat and know we got them rockets
Lead the league in scores while we sit up in the office
Lead the league in blocks, we got every corner

they roll down the window and I see it's me in
Manifestations I'm blessed to be patient
Not somebody's patient
Consistently racing the time that I have

of my denim
Would try to flex this guap 
But figure who am I kidding 
The starving artistry in him
We just took the next exit 
Leaving out of the indies